Tag: Bush poetry
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The Bushman and The Great Fire.
An epic tale of ‘The Bushman’ assisting firefighters to save the bushland… and his home.
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The Bushman’s Steed
Along winding dusty tracks, The Bushman proudly rides, High upon his Nobel steed, With its smooth, chestnut hide. *** His long mane’s lightly tangled, From winds and stormy rain, A flick of his great mighty head, Then He’s ready to go again. *** His strong, long muscular legs, After big, tiresome days do ache, Following…
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The Bushman’s Homestead!
Deep in the amazing Australian bush, At the end of a long winding dirt track, Where gumtrees sway in the breeze, And the only way in is on horseback. *** There’s a small old mud/wood house, With a rusting corrugated tin roof, It’s plumbing is a basic sight to see, And Horses only find dirt…
The Poetic Life 2.0 